The Prince & Me 3: A Royal Honeymoon Page #5

I'm coming, I'm coming!

Come on, come on, come on!

EDVARD:
Where, where,

where, where? What?

Through here?

- CHILD:
Mama! Mama!

- EDVARD:
Okay, that's okay!

No, no, no, no. Stay.

It's all right.

Don't move.

It's okay.

- It's okay. I got it.

- (child cries out)

Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

(wood creaking)

(mother speaking anxiously)

- (child cries out)

- Wait.

Paige! Paige!

- PAIGE:
Got you.

- SCOTT:
Careful, Paige.

Come on.

(bystanders clapping and cheering)

(mother and child

speaking foreign language)

PAIGE:
You okay?

Let me see your wrist.

You were, uh...

That was, uh...

that was, uh... really...

(clears throat)

...cool, what you did back there.

Well, it's just what anyone

would have done.

Not anyone.

He's going to be okay...

just a few scrapes and bruises.

You okay, Eddie?

Yeah. I think

a little respite is in order.

Yeah, I think we've had

enough excitement for today.

We'll see you, Scott.

Okay.

Oh, thanks for the lesson.

Yeah.

Anytime.

Oh, Eddie. A wolverine.

They're everywhere here.

This place is wonderful.

You said it covers half the country?

Yes.

- Oh, wow, look.

- (eagle calling)

Lmperial eagle.

Why don't more people

know about this,

this preserve?

Well, Belavia's

an undeveloped country.

It's to their advantage,

in many ways.

Maybe we could help them.

You know,

promote some eco-tourism.

It's a brilliant idea.

Eddie, look.

A deer. Do you think

it'll let us get closer?

I'm sure it wouldn't mind,

if you asked it politely.

Shh. She's onto us.

Where'd she go?

Outwitted by a deer.

She was right here.

What are those doing here?

I don't know.

I'm going to find out.

OLIVER:
I want it razed to the ground.

Not a tree trunk, not a twig,

not a little furry creature left.

Translate that.

- Excuse me.

- What?

(laughing)

Your Majesty.

Your Majesties.

You 're Danish.

Who are you, sir?

Oliver Laertes, Foreign Ministry.

I wish I had known you were coming.

I would have arranged a greeting.

What are you

and all these men doing here?

I'm here to make sure

everything is proceeding as planned.

You must be here

for a surprise inspection.

Inspection of what?

Um... the clearing of the forest.

For what?

To make room for the pipeline.

An oil pipeline?

Who ordered this,

and by what right?

Um... I believe

Prime Minister Polonius has obtained

all rights to the local oil reserves,

with the signed agreement

of the Belavian monarch, of course.

This must be

where he went on his trip.

Let me be clear, Mr. Laertes.

Please. Oliver, Your Majesty.

Oliver.

This endeavor is not the will

of Denmark.

I don't know what

the prime minister thinks he's doing,

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